 | Mary Midgley - 2002 - 228 pages
...type she seems, So careless of the single life; 'So careful of the type?' but no From scarped cliffand quarried stone She cries, 'A thousand types are gone; I care for nothing; all shall go.' Alfred Lord Tennyson, In Memoriam, LV-LV1 NATURE'S REDNESS AND THE ABUSE OF COMMON SPEECH We move on... | |
 | Marc Föcking - 2002 - 412 pages
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 | James Trilling - 2003 - 306 pages
...evolving Nature strikes at the very heart of religious faith, or at least of optimistic religious faith: Are God and Nature then at strife, That Nature lends...types are gone: I care for nothing, all shall go. 'Thou makest thine appeal to me: I bring to life, I bring to death: The spirit does but mean the breath:... | |
 | John Cottingham - 2003 - 124 pages
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 | Frank Kermode - 2003 - 520 pages
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 | Alfred Ingham - 2003 - 412 pages
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 | Patrick Brantlinger - 2003 - 276 pages
...countless deaths, as his worst nightmare. And the demise of entire species compounded the nightmare: "So careful of the type?" but no. From scarped cliff...types are gone: I care for nothing, all shall go." (9») Even man, Nature's "last work, who seemed so fair," appears, from the nadir of Tennyson's grief... | |
 | A. N. Wilson - 2003 - 778 pages
...darkness up to God,26 he is coldly aware that the Nature revealed by Chambers and Lyell is pitiless From scarped cliff and quarried stone She cries, 'A...thousand types are gone: I care for nothing, all shall go.'27 Men and women had watched their friends die, and their children die, for countless generations.... | |
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Thou makest thine appeal to me: I bring to life, I bring to death: The spirit does but mean the breath: I know no more. 
